Chapter 248

"Well, why not." Liao Zhenbo pulls the shopping cart hard and puts all the ingredients in the display cabinet into the shopping cart, whether they are needed or not.

He knows that this way of venting is naive, but what can he do? He can't be angry with Fu Xiaoqian.

At this time, who gets angry first is doomed to be defeated first. He was defeated, but willingly. Fu Xiaoqian is the robber of his life. Since he can't escape, he can only put away his anger.

Next, the atmosphere of the two can only be described as a quiet, not like the cheerful atmosphere when they come out for shopping. Two people carrying bags, walking on the stone road paved with floor tiles, the time is wrong, and because this is a rich area, everyone seems to be very busy, hoping to break the time into two days a day.

It seems that the two people wandering in the street are a little strange. There are a lot of things in the shopping cart just now, full of two big plastic bags.

When they leave the supermarket, the manager of the supermarket follows behind and always says that he wants to drive them back, but he is afraid to come near because of someone's anger. Finally, Fu Xiaoqian explained that if you want to experience the life of ordinary people once in a while and don't want to be disturbed, you should stop.

Fu Xiaoqian carries a small bag in her hand and follows Liao Zhenbo. Kicking a small stone on the stone road, occasionally looking up at someone who straightens his back straight in front of him, he somehow wants to laugh.

So, she really laughed, but, laughing, she felt that her glasses were hurt by laughter. Is the eyes open too big? Then have a rest. In the sun, a touch of crystal fell on the bluestone slab with the dazzling light. Fu Xiaoqian even saw the water spray falling on the bluestone board, which raised the dust flying in the air. The dust was finally wrapped in the water spray, settled in the dust and returned to peace.

Dust to dust, earth to earth.

In the world of mortals, everything has its final destination. People are the same.

The man in front of him is dressed in a purplish purple suit, which is cut appropriately. The upper layer of fabric shows every perfect line like sculpture on his body, and the hair is trimmed and decorated to every hair tip, which is like a placard firmly controlled by him. Even with two huge shopping bags in his hand, he can still free one hand and insert it into his trouser pocket, and walk with ease.

The man in front of him is a God, the king of the world, and a refined businessman who can kill thousands of people without waving a knife.

He is destined to be at the top of the world.

However, she is a person who can't even know her real life experience, and who lives in a daze and is rejected by the society.

How can such two people be suitable?

if he knows that everything is the same, he will dislike her like Ye Shuzhen, Bai Ping or his parents.

She can bear the spit of anyone but him.

She can't stand it. She really can't stand it.

That kind of look will bring her soul down to the bottom of hell.

Therefore, she wants to turn around and leave before she sees it, so that she can live with more dignity.

"what's the matter in the back? Don't catch up quickly." When Liao Zhenbo can't hear the footsteps behind him, he turns to search behind him. What he sees is Fu Xiaoqian standing five meters away from him, staring at him with big eyes.

Liao Zhenbo has no choice but to stop, waiting for her to catch up with him.

Facing the sun and laughing in the sunshine, Fu Xiaoqian puts all her troubles behind her. She raises her foot and runs for a few steps. She reaches out her hand to bear the weight of his hand with Liao Zhenbo, but Liao Zhenbo avoids her. "I just want to see you. Will I find that I'm missing?"

"Will you lose your heart, fool?" Liao Zhenbo said and turned back.

This can be regarded as Liao Zhenbo's love words to her. Otherwise, how could she feel that even the dust floating in the air, also in an instant, bloomed flowers.

It's like the sunny yellow flowers on the roadside. What's its scientific name? Fu Xiaoqian can't remember it, but she has her own definition of it in her heart. Let's call it little sunflower.

The sun symbolizes hope, and this little sunflower is not. As long as you give it sunshine, even if it is as bleak as late autumn, or as cold as deep winter, it can withstand all the bad environment, grow wantonly, and bloom so delicately.

The world kisses it with pain, but it returns with song.

What a beautiful flower

Fu Bing put his bag on the bluestone road and bent down to pick the beautiful flowers in his hand.

"What are you doing" is obviously a well-known question, but if you don't ask like this, it seems that you can't open the topic. How much nonsense does a person have to say in his life? It should be more than half of what he says. Liao Zhenbo didn't know which book he had read about this data, but he didn't agree with it, because he was a taciturn person. Unless it was necessary, it would be more difficult for him to open his mouth than to go to heaven. However, these habits were all broken down one by one in front of Fu Xiaoqian."Don't you see picking flowers?" Fu Xiaoqian didn't know what he was thinking now. He still bent down and squatted on the roadside to pick wild flowers.

Fu Xiaoqian likes all simple things, simple life, simple interpersonal relationship and simple sweetness. Simple doesn't mean no content, it doesn't mean boring. She also likes to use the simplest things to decorate a simple environment and taste the simple beauty in a simple environment.

After Liao Zhenbo joined her, her simplicity began to become complicated and colorful.

It's so colorful that it's hard for her to accept and digest after more than 20 years of adaptation.

"I seem to remember Bingbing once said that flowers should grow in the soil, which is a real life and has its existence value." Someone opened his mouth leisurely. Instead of urging, he bent over and picked up the bag that Fu Xiaoqian had just put on the ground.

If someone passes by now, he may forget to take back his dislocated jaw.

Liao Zhenbo, who has seen the most precious flowers in the world, will one day stand on the roadside of Malaysia and bend down to pick wild flowers for his wife.

"A woman's thoughts will change all the time, in different places and under different circumstances." Fu Xiaoqian straightened up in the flowers, took the little sunflower from Liao Zhenbo's hand, put her nose together, closed her eyes and took a deep breath. It's fresh. It's the smell of the sun.

Liao Zhenbo took a look at her and said, "fickle." She can explain it with such high sounding.

He originally wanted to say that she could pick as many flowers as she wanted, even without duplicate samples for a month. Why pick these unknown wild flowers here.

In his opinion, it's not that there's something wrong with wild flowers, but that Fu Xiaoqian deserves better.

But this sentence, he did not say.

Just now, Fu Xiaoqian said that women are born fickle, so why bother so wild flowers or noble flowers. As long as she is happy, what he gains is not the only flower in the world

look, her face in the sun, with such a brilliant smile, how can it not be more beautiful than any other flower.

"You say, what kind of vase should be used to make this kind of flower look better?" Fu Xiaoqian asked, looking away from the bunch of orange flowers and falling on his face. Blinking, blinking big eyes, like the twinkling stars in the night sky, so bright, gathering the brightest brilliance in the world.

"A simple flower needs a simple vase to set off its beauty." Liao Zhenbo was infected by Fu Xiaoqian. He thought the flower was more beautiful than before.

"Yes, we should find a simple vase." Fu Xiaoqian looked at Hua Yu and then waved to Liao Zhenbo, "let's go."

"Where to go" the woman said that the wind is the style of rain. Looking at Fu Xiaoqian walking in the opposite direction of home, she said, "home is in the opposite direction of you."

"Ha ha, I'm a road maniac. I can't find my way home." Fu Xiaoqian looked along the direction of Liao Zhenbo's fingers, looked up at Liao Zhenbo with a smile, and then said, "however, I know where to go now. Don't you want a simple vase? Let's go to the supermarket and find a home for it." Fu Xiaoqian said, Yang Yang hand flowers.

Liao Zhenbo stood still and said lazily, "do you think there will be something simple in such a place"?

of course, it's impossible. He doesn't think about what kind of people the place is open to. Will the rich like simple things? Of course not. So, follow Fu Xiaoqian, go back again, also doomed to failure.

Fu Xiaoqian knows that Liao Zhenbo is right. Just look at the price above, it will be several times higher than the ordinary supermarket. The rich are not fools. How can they make this money without any reason? They should choose where they are and accept the price only when they have value for money.

"If the supermarket is set at such a high level, it's not necessary for ordinary people to survive. If you set your own level at such a high level, how can you cause class separation?" Fu Xiaoqian holds the bunch of flowers, turns to walk in the direction of landscape villa, and throws out such a sentence when she crosses Liao Zhenbo's side.

"If you think the general public will show up here, I can also open a supermarket suitable for them." Liao Zhenbo carries the food materials purchased from the supermarket and follows Fu Xiaoqian closely. Liao Zhenbo thinks that this woman is always inexplicable today.